Sams POV It's been a rough week. Colby and I have had lots of stuff to do. There are also a few people on Instagram and Twitter who keep Sending me mean DMs. When I block them they just create another account and continue to bully me. It was becoming too much for me to handle. This morning I woke up and saw their DMs which said
Why do you even try at social media. It's clear Colby is the favorite. If you left social media people wouldn't notice or care.
They also sent me screenshots of Colby and I but I was crossed out and the caption said stuff like leave this world like how I made you leave this picture.
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Maybe they were right. I mean Colby does have more followers than me and when I post a video on my channel with him all the comments are about Colby. Even when I try to do Instagram livestreams everyone just asks where Colby is.
I couldn't handle this anymore. Just then Colby comes into my room
Colby- hey Sam. It's time for our photo shoot. Let's go
Just go without me Colby. I don't feel good so I'm gonna stay home.
Colby walks over and feels my head and cheek.
Colby- well you don't feel warm. even when you are sick you insist that you're fine. You never admit it. What's really going on Sam?
My stomach hurts. I don't want to end up throwing up at the photo shoot.
Colby- alright if you're sure. Well I hope you feel better. I'll be back in about 3 hours.
Colby leaves my room and I start to cry. I get another DM this one saying
Didn't you and Colby have a photo shoot today? I hope to god that you don't go. You'll ruin every photo.
Another DM comes in
Colby is just nice to you because he feels bad that he's better than you.
That's it. I can't do this. Everyone is right. No one would miss me if I were gone. I know what's coming next and I'm not proud of it. It has been years since I've last done this but I just can't take all this hate. I walk downstairs to the kitchen and open the utensils drawer. As I'm running back upstairs Jake and Corey see me.
Jake- why do you have a knife Sam?
Oh I-I had a package delivered and couldn't get it open.
